[VII. Amintas, with his Phillis]
Amintas
with his Phillis faire
Amintas
with his Phillis faire,
in height of summers Sunne, Graz'd arme in
arme, their snowie flocke and scorching heate, scorching heate to shunne,
Vnder a spreading Elme sat downe, Where loues delightments done,
Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dillie, Thus did they sing, There is no
life like ours, No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cels,
No hell to Princely Bow'rs. Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dillie,
Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, No heau'n on earth
to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cels, No hell to Princely Bow'rs.
